The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 82 The old house attracted coveters! (Subscribe)

Shen Le rushed out of the house carrying the oil lamp. His hands felt numb and electric, and his head was throbbing with pain.
How many kilowatt-hours of electricity does the small oil lamp consume in a day if it follows him home?
Can he afford the electricity bill?

Looking back at Xiangyang, will I see his big house again, paying tens of thousands of dollars for electricity every month? !
He didn't dare to think about these things. In the past few days, Shen Le's only task was to keep a close eye on the small oil lamp:

"You are not allowed to eat it! You are not allowed to eat the electricity here! - You are not allowed to eat it on the transformer! That is called stealing electricity! Go home! Go home and I will let you eat as much as you want!"

He opened his spiritual eyes and scanned the whole village. Fortunately, the silvery light of the small oil lamp condensed on the wick and did not float outside;
There is nothing on the electric meter, the outdoor wires, or the transformer!

Very good, little oil lamp is very well behaved this time!
The crisis in the village was resolved faster than Shen Le had imagined. It took only 24 hours from the time the power lines were installed to the time the rural roads were opened and cars could drive up.

As soon as the road was cleared, an ambulance came rumbling over and rushed the injured old Wu to the hospital.

This life is saved!

The typhoon crisis was finally resolved. Shen Le's mentor and his fellow students returned to the mansion to remeasure and recalculate the deformation of the house after the typhoon.

Shen Le's two junior students were very happy to pick up a paper topic:
The effects of various ancient building reinforcement methods on the wind resistance of ancient buildings - based on the mansion they are surveying!

Such papers, because they were not equipped with various stress monitoring facilities in advance and have relatively little data, may not be published in particularly good journals.

But, well, one more article is better than one less!
Shen Le, who had no pressure to write a paper, took this opportunity to wander around the ancient village. After the typhoon, the houses collapsed and it was a tragic scene, but he saw his opportunity in it:
Many houses collapsed!
The beams, pillars, and rafters are all exposed!

He just needs to find those that are in good condition, mark them, and hire someone to drag them out and pick them up!

There are also some nice door hinges and a few decent pieces of furniture. Those old, mottled and peeling wood can at least be picked up and used for practice.

The remaining hardware of the furniture can also be picked up for use...

Pick up, pick up, pick up!
After seeing off his mentor and his group, he stayed in the village for another week and hired a small construction team to help him dismantle the house, pull the wood, and carry it down the mountain. Finally, he hired a truck to take it directly back to Zhuxi Town:
"Madam, please! Help me pick up the goods and put them in my house. Enter through the main door, in the sedan chair hall of the first entrance on the west road! If there is not enough space, just pile them in the main hall of the second entrance!"

After getting the truck to go on his own, Shen Le carried the small oil lamp and took the car, then the train, then the subway, back to the mansion. The moment he entered the door, the lights at the door flashed a few times:

【I like it here! I like it here! 】

A ball of bright white light floated from the oil lamp and fell into the fluorescent tube above. The light flickered, from east to west, from west to east, as if it was dancing:

[It’s so comfortable here! So warm! So stable! ]

The fluorescent light flashed twice and then dimmed. Soon, under the eaves of the first entrance, a row of small lights lit up one by one. On, off, on, off, like a pair of invisible hands, plucking the keys of a piano:

[It’s so comfortable here! So fun! So many lights! So many electrical appliances! Everything can light up, everything can make noises…]

The first entrance, the second entrance, the third entrance, two routes and three entrances, the lights lit up one by one.

Finally, at the third entrance of the east route, the floodlights under the large camphor tree lit up a brilliant light, shining through the treetops and pointing straight to the sky:
"Take it easy, little oil lamp! If you continue like this, I won't be able to support you!"

Shen Le ran to the first entrance room, opened the door, and rushed to the electric meter box. The numbers on the meter box kept jumping:
It beats once with one breath, once with one breath, once with another breath, once more...

This……

This small oil lamp not only lights up lamps everywhere, it actually consumes electricity!

Shen Le's forehead buzzed. It was said that his mansion had a dedicated 200-kilowatt line. If the small oil lamp was used freely and fully charged 24 hours a day...

Even if I use 15 degrees per hour, the small oil lamp uses 185 degrees of electricity. The small oil lamp consumes...

He took out his cell phone and did the math: 4440 kWh of electricity a day, 133200 kWh a month.

How much does one kilowatt-hour of electricity cost for residents now? The highest tier of the tiered electricity price seems to be 0.8469 yuan per kilowatt-hour. If we don’t consider the peaks and troughs, it would cost 11 yuan a month…

It's over. My savings are not even enough for it to eat for half a month...

Or, let him eat outside? As long as he eats outside the meter, the food is not my money...

This thought flashed through Shen Le's mind, but he suppressed it in an instant. The small oil lamp was now his, and using it outside the meter was called stealing electricity.

Even if no one knows, even if no one can provide evidence, it is still stealing electricity!

Shen Le touched his shrunken wallet, sighed, shook his head and continued walking. Forget it, forget it, I picked up the small oil lamp, I don't care about it, what else can I do.

As for the electricity bill, if you work hard to earn money, you will always be able to earn it...

If all else fails, why not sell one or two of the antiques in the house that have been repaired and plucked from copper sheets?

Shen Le followed the lights that kept lighting up and walked forward. When he reached the second entrance, the small oil lamp suddenly vibrated and a very joyful shout rang out in his mind:

"Wow! It's so delicious!!!"

What did you find again?

How much did you eat?
Shen Le trembled, walked back quickly, and walked to the meter again. This time, he was surprised to find:

The meter isn't working!
No, it's not that it didn't move, but it moved very, very slowly, as if there were only two or three lights on in the entire house.

If the meter reading had not been showing the same sign of skipping a round, he would have almost thought that the oil lamp consuming so much electricity was a dream...

"Little oil lamp! Where are you!"

【I'm here……】

"What's next to you?"

[There is a pond... lots of delicious food... lots and lots of delicious food... delicious! Delicious! ]

Shen Le was completely confused. He walked quickly to the second entrance of the east passage and saw a silvery-white ball of light floating happily above the lotus pond.

It floats from east to west, from west to east, up and down, flying back and forth.

The entire moving trajectory can be described as Brownian motion, or the small fireball after tert-butyl lithium was hit...

In any case, Xiao Youdeng still ate in the house and did not eat outside the wall, which was finally something that made Shen Le feel comforted.

He stood by the pond, breathed a sigh of relief, lifted the small oil lamp in his hand, and asked him directly:

"What are you eating?" [Delicious food! ]

"what?"

【Delicious! Electric! So delicious! 】

Shen Le looked left and right, but he couldn't see any electricity above the pond. The little oil lamp was still recommending him attentively:

[It's really delicious! Would you like to try some? ]

"...No, thank you. By the way, go to bed early after eating this, and don't eat in the wires. I really can't afford it..."

【??? Okay... then, can I eat outside the wall? 】

"No! Don't run around! You can eat whatever you want within the meter, just don't cut off the power to the house;
If you want to go out and return to the oil lamp, I will carry you out to play. If you run around by yourself, I can't guarantee what will happen if you enter the high-voltage area!"

【OK……】

The ball of light sank slowly, then soon floated up again, fluttering around, as if chasing something.

Shen Le stared at it for a while, and after making sure that the small oil lamp was no longer causing trouble, he turned around and walked out:

After being out for such a long time, I need to say hello to the big camphor tree and also take a look at what the little ink tree is doing.

Oh, by the way, it will be six o'clock soon, and I have to pick up Pinocchio after get off work, and make an appointment with the boss's wife to move the old wood back...

Shen Le was thinking as he walked. He didn't know that a skinny middle-aged man with two small mustaches on his upper lip came to the mansion.

The man did not stand at the front or back door of the mansion, but walked along the east outer wall, from beginning to end, and then from end to beginning.

He hunched his shoulders, his back slightly hunched, and his nose twitched constantly. Every time he approached the mansion, his face showed an expression of desire and fear. He took a few steps closer, shuddered, and immediately moved away.

As he walked, he lowered his head and muttered:

"You old fox... you haven't paid me back yet and you're just walking away like that... If you dare to run away, I'll go find the new owner!"

"What's going on with this house... Why is there such a strong thunderbolt aura covering it? Could it be that the new owner is a master?

It’s impossible... My nose can’t possibly smell wrong..."

"Huh? Why did the aura of the thunder tribulation fade? It faded so quickly... Was it taken away? What kind of master could take away the thunder tribulation... Wait! Someone is coming!"

He suppressed his fear, leaned close to the wall, and pricked up his ears. Soon, a calm voice, as if just giving a casual order, floated into his ears:

"what are you eating?"

"By the way, you should go to bed early after eating this..."

"No! Don't run around!"

The middle-aged man shuddered, held his breath, and quickly left on tiptoe. Who was it?

Who could so casually order and scold the person who took away the thunder tribulation so quickly?

There is a master in this house...Run away! Run away!
Just as I was crossing the street, my shoulders felt heavy and someone grabbed me:
"What for?!"

"No, I didn't do anything..."

"You've been sneaking around outside Old Hu's house for several days! Tell me, what did you see?"

"No, no..."

The person who grabbed him exerted force with his five fingers, and his fingers dug deeply into the middle-aged man's shoulders.

The man shuddered in pain, curled up, his face turned yellow, his mustache grew longer, and something behind his pants moved up and down, and with a "puff" sound, a cloud of thick yellow gas was released:

"Pooh!"

The person who grabbed him shook his hand and threw the farting middle-aged man ten meters away. He hit his head on the ground and spurted blood on the spot.

Then he flew up, stepped on the other person's lower abdomen, and stepped on the other person's fart back:
"Be honest!"

"Spare your life——"

The mustache boy screamed. The foot on his lower abdomen added a little more force, crushing him so hard that he couldn't speak. He had no choice but to lie on the ground and beg with his eyes:
Spare me!
Spare me!
I say everything!
Please -

After a long stalemate, the foot on his body relaxed for a moment. The man with the mustache took two quick breaths and replied in a low voice:

"I didn't see anything... Oh! I really didn't see anything! That house was so scary that I was terrified when I got close to it. I didn't dare to go in at all. That's it, that's it..."

"What is it?! Tell me!"

"That's right. I went to see it today, and the scary feeling inside didn't seem to exist anymore...Ah! Spare me! We little guys really don't dare to touch anything!"

The big foot that was stepping on his body finally withdrew. The middle-aged man slid away, crawling for several blocks before he dared to touch his butt. Fortunately, his tail had not yet been exposed...

Only the man who had caught him and questioned him was left standing on the old street, looking towards the mansion from afar, with a sinister look on his face:

"Humph, the yellow-skinned guy is really useless... Who did Lao Hu give this house to? If it's someone with no talent, it would be easy for him to go in and make some money...

This secret technique of overcoming the thunder tribulation is not something that everyone is qualified to use. If I get it, I will present it to the mountain king..."

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